[CT] couldn't shake this feeling

[Vera M. Solway]

"I didn't,"

All that Vera could think of was that Devyn was going to kill her if she ever found out, Vera couldn't even explain how surprised she was. The situation at hand happened a while ago and it was something that even her and Dev joked about or hardly mentioned. It just wasn't that serious to them but--now. Now that the situation was brought up all over again and to someone who hadn't known about it, it was bigger than before. What made it even worse was that Vera could sense a bit of confusion somewhere. Just something about how Zoe made their relationship sound open but just on one end, not on the other. That kind of rubbed Vera the wrong way.

Prom was supposed to be a special night for Zoe, and it hadn't meant anything to Vera but for the fact that she spent time with Riley and that she got to out dress others. That was it for her, it wasn't romantic or special or something she'd cut and paste in her scrapbook of memories. It was just... Prom. Even drunk, Vera had managed to take advantage of a situation.

Every time that Zoe looked at her, Vera felt a vibe and she wasn't too sure what it was but she figured that maybe her staying around wasn't a good idea. At least until Zoe would be able to calm down on her own. "Maybe--you should have a talk with Dev. I-um. I don't know. I just know that we're about to leave and I just don't blame you if you end up hating me or something." Vera dug her hands deep within her pockets as she shrugged, a worry look still on her face. "I should go." Yeah Vera, drop a bomb and run, how noble of you. It wasn't like she was making the situation any better. 

[Zoe Wallerstein-Smythe]

More words came puncturing through the sorrowful haze that Zoe had wrapped herself in. Talk with Devyn... not now; Zoe didn't even think she could face the other girl now. Not without shaking and trembling and just falling apart at the seams, collapsing into a big mess.

About to lave... hate her... "I don't hate you," mumbled Zoe, though it almost sounded petulant, forced, like the type of thing a younger sibling said to their older when their parents forced them to reconcile. Zoe sniffed again, rubbing at her face. Did she want Vera to stay? Not really. She wanted... to be left alone? To be with someone else? Definitely not Vera though.

"Maybe you should," whispered Zoe, her voice so low that even she couldn't see it. She didn't hate the other girl, yet... yet she couldn't help but...think...prom, and... love and...

[Vera M. Solway]

...and guilt.

Or at least that's how Vera felt right this moment, guilty. It had been building up since the moment Vera pulled Zoe over just to speak about Devyn and mentioned prom night. Maybe hate had been too strong of a word or maybe not. She didn't know how intense or serious Zoe's relationship with Devyn really was but it had to have been something if Devyn had mentioned that certain L word. 

Taking another deep breath, Vera ran her fingers over one of her shaven sides. She couldn't really think of anything else to say but Zoe agreed with her leaving and that was enough for her. Vera twiddled with her fingers as she backed up a bit, looking at Zoe one last time before she turned around and headed back to her cabin to grab the rest of her stuff. 

This was going to be a long ride home.